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1. |
Dial Tone
02:22
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ohhhhhh
put these hoes on the notes
in my iphone
i strive in a basement where
there's still a dial tone
the funky analog bass spitter
critter of the lousy poets
oh its another gang came thru
ask ruby yacht
to accept us
as part of the band
hang me up like a banner
in the rose garden
i cry a lot about whats next
in the morning
slowly getting better
but stopping at every fretter
the cheddar is not
an avenue for me to explore
more and more and more
republicans whining bout
they fingernails falling off
cough cough
and break backs
we are not worth
as much as the
labor produced profit
off it
talk it
rock it
stop it
the theory is not
enough to keep talking
i spell death in a bunch
of letter t's where the
cross is just right
i fight height while
standing tall
they railing against me
for being an enemy of the
schools and a friend
of beans
im cooking laying low
the skillet frying mushrooms
this eggdrop soup
not gonna hit clean
but its enough to get
my nutrition right
got the bomb on
a mario kart race track
where the 8 tape at
ima hook em with a fat
line about how daoism
was too unique in itself
to help a country
bundle me up like
a baby in a carriage
send me across the neck
of poultry
ill eat that shit up
forget my cash
pack my backpack up
shit
contemplate marriage
ooooooo
its the steady steak eater
grits cooking and burning
the best rapper in an
argumentative setting
agenda set to blast
those meddling
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2. |
Deplorable Jest
01:41
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Bowling
On gta 4
Cousin Roman
Whining
It’s 2009 flashing
Lights playing
Through the tv speaker
My attitude was a beaker
Filled with lousy days
And punches to the groin
The loin boy
Was not used to shit
And still isn’t
Peasant
Peasant
Inferiority complex
Got him feeling pedestrian
Walking crosswalks
To school in 7th grade
I still had that feeling
My best friend was way ahead
Of me I became a hater
And later realized
What ego I was building
A critical nay sayer
Waiting on downfalls
From the pound to the store
To the witchita falls
What is all my hate for
Why I feel like a genius
The henious
Dumb idiot
With lazy creases
Emptying out his
Heart on a blazer core
Type smacking beat
Tape track
Late to a fistful
Of jack
Wait on me baby
I’ll be back
Take a crack at my
Intuition
You’ll see that I’m wack
this isn’t self deprecation
I’m just smoking on a
Suitable pack
And it got me self analyzing
Crying cause my tape
Got no chorus
Crying cause I’m lousier
Than any old woman
Named Doris
That’s the 2013 classic
Don’t forget it
It’s pre from front
To back
I’m trying to get checks
By breaking in my slacks
The rap game a
Personality test
And I think
My face look the best
Don’t walk into
The deplorable jest
If you not ready
For a title to read
On what is next
In a life full of clowns
I go round and round and round
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3. |
Cracked Vase
02:42
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4. |
Bouquet
01:22
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Averted
Reality
Casualty
Of a clueless
Dad
Poppa
Pops out
Says hi
And spaz
He on the runway again
He can’t catch his own ass
Narcissism
Is a weird trait
That you make feel bad
Cause they don’t understand
What makes em so unforgivable
Killing enchanted
Childhood memories
So my future
Has a better glint
The kids in my future
With the cleanest zip
And the biggest minds
My mind fell behind
When it all fell through the
Curtains
Like aladdian on the carpet
Falling from dangerous heights
The smell of sand in my nose
Like a pot of a grand
A band in my girl hand
She work hard
Against the issues
That life presents
In a money go getter
World
Where the world
Is a girL
And the girl want lingerie
For her birthday
Where her parents see her
Open up the presents
And congratulate her
For sex glossed bouquet
I’m like sora against
Sephiroth
Cause the stakes in the game
Ain’t as high
But as a player
I feel hopeless
The ropes I jumped
To rap this
Were just as imaginary
As any wall I put up
When these problems tend
To block my focus
It’s hocus pocus
Halloween
Nights staying up
Till the bees buzzing on Disney
I’m too loud awake at 3AM
7 year old
Momma don’t hit me
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5. |
White Flag
01:24
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I’m a British bulldog
Running free
Breathing heavy out my nose
In a plea
To the government and the worof
And god
That I just wanna be me
It’s a constant state
Of reflection I’ve found myself
In
The broken mirrors
That sound like hi tek beats
And all my peers
Miming back the same advice to me
They gone bring me to tears
I fear I fear I fear i fear
The words I write
Won’t bring me meaning
I’m meaning to say
That I’m drowning in feeling
While the shock of living
In adulthood
Is reeling
Me in which way direction
Being a child is soemthing
We are told not to take granted
But they don’t explain
What the beginning of life has handed
The shit could be an addiction
A journey for
Ridding myself of knowledges affliction
Don’t believe nietzche
He just needed some pussy
The end of the world
Will be brought on
By an endless amount of knowledge
We create black holes
By sparring with the infinite
We will break our toes
By paying money into this
Agenda mended and fed
By the price tag
Of a white flag
You use as a noose
To put it all in the bag
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6. |
Nature's Fist
01:36
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Little bit of the shaman work
From delis on corners
Was put into this
The best
Rapper with the letter c in his name
Bravado dashing through
Acting like a know it all
But he totally fall through
The best reference I got
Is something bout al pacino
Miike
Scared the fuck outta me
I’m outta here
Like creameries
With no dough
Oh no
The bro broke
And he broke
In his heart too
The opinion of a mass
Just another fight
With greed
A seed planted
By the verbatum
Nay sayers
Who only Season with old bay
Baby sitting by the bayou
Spitting something true
Nocturnal animal
Coming through
I leave bitches by the table
In my fantasies
What’s wrong with the man in me
I’m eternal
In gods eyes
The other guy
couldn’t see thru
The hole
Cause he was too busy
Sticking his dick in it
Oe wrote his memories
Like a winter fallen
Kid who cracked
The backs of snails
I’m dealing with my idols
Being creeps
I guess it is turning
To be a post idol world
I wanna be Jack kelso
But am I cole Phelps
Yelp Yelp and Yelp
I want some kelp
In my belly
I want to influence
The country like nelly
Get out and have a good time
He actually rapped
At my rural university
He looked like
He knew how to mock
Having a good time
It’s a one way mirror
For celebrities
They don’t see we
And I don’t see me
Ina spotlight
But that’s the inauguration
You know you exist
So what is their reflection?
A past ghost
From the capital check list
Make to break the power
Of love and natures fists
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7. |
Tea House
02:51
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8. |
Oddly Enough
01:57
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I simulate
At least like 8 situations
A day
Just to get past reality
And its toll on the head
And how I gotta
Foray
Through the barbs and
Haywire
A fire full of
Distinct
Thought compared
To what were once
Miscellaneous
I struggled to write
This verse unconscious
So I decided to admit it
I can’t always fall away from lucid
The bad breathing
Heavy lungs
And degenerate smile
Are ducking away from the high mile
Cold snow
And Emptying winters
To help the lavender
And moss grow
We flock slow
To the beat of a
Chat between
God and his fellow
Tortures
Orchards with our limbs
And cables tying
Our hearts
Together tightly
To make us tear
Each other’s skin apart
Too much knowledge
And efficiency on our hand
To see what really matter
A splatter of brains
On the paper of history
Just an excuse to say
We successfull
Just to say we memorized
The dichotomy
Of planet earth
And it’s body
Oddly enough
It’s Division
Was just desperate
Bodies of knowledge
Walking along the same plane
Still unaware
Of what’s in the water
Still deciding what’s unfair
And what could be better
Chewing
On the cheddar like
We rats
Crawling in a sewer
Miraged by
The two bedroom
Two story
Lifestyle
Heading to school
And heading away from
A day with enough sleep
To see that I need to be
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Connie Roses Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
an organ with extremely human notes
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